Dublin Dundee and the Ill Wind That Blew

Dublin Dundee is not his father. Dublin knows this, Dublin's father knows this, but others it seems are not convinced. Dublin knows that he is nothing less and nothing more than a perfectly normal young boy and he is perfectly, perfectly happy about this. The only remotely special thing about him is that he happens to share his birthday with Christmas Day. But when he wakes up on the morning of this special day, Dublin does not feel special. His mother is not there, his father is not there ... this is not the kind of special he is after. Dublin resolves right there, right then, to abandon his birthday, to abandon Christmas Day, to forget about them both and start again tomorrow. But the day will turn out to be much more special than he could ever have imagined.
Dublin Dundee is not his father. Dublin knows this. Dublin's father knows this. But others, it seems, are not convinced.